Taking inventory…

The last four months cancer has had its fun . . . wreaking havoc on those in my life:

A close friend, living with metastatic breast cancer, lost her husband in the line of duty.
A close friend was given the news that her sister was diagnose with a rare form of untreatable adenoid carcinoma with a very low survival rate.
Another friend, also living with metastatic breast cancer, has been fighting for her life on a respirator.
Another friend, whose sister is in treatment, was given word that her suspicious biopsy is almost certainly cancer.
Yet another friend, who was only diagnosed with metastatic disease a few years ago, has had her whole treatment plan yet again changed.
Still another friend, also with metastatic breast cancer, who I had known “virtually” for some time, but only met in person this summer, passed away the morning after being told she had 3 months to live…

All of these friends are so young…all either under 40 now or when they were first diagnosed…

But there are other signs that cancer cannot touch everything in us.
There are signs that it cannot seep into our very pores and poison our souls…

One sister survivor was recently given the news that she is not showing any evidence of the disease that has been residing in her body for years.
Another friend is nurturing a pregnancy conceived after chemo, without ovaries!
Still another friend ~ not a survivor but a warrior as she is a breast surgeon! ~ not only finally brought home her beautiful adopted son but is now also expecting!
And that friend fighting for her life on a respirator?…she is opening her eyes and fighting her way back to us!
And the girl who was given her suspicious biopsy results?...she is going to fight like hell because she will not be alone!

So fuck off cancer . . . you picked the wrong people to mess with!